[Most of the qorral had been evacuated, and at least that put a damper on the amount of non-combatants injured, but with the debris, the battle, the... the ships, whatever those were, there's still plenty of injured coming through their makeshift center. Thankfully not attacks, since she'd finally managed success with her ward spell, but-]
Olivia, how are you holding up?
[Sieglinde still takes a moment to ask, turning to the older woman beside her during a brief break between patients, peeling off a bloody glove to pin back a long strand of her hair that had come undone from her braid and fallen into her face, adjusting apron and skirts before she moved automatically to arrange her remaining potions and bandages.]
for Olivia
Olivia, how are you holding up?
[Sieglinde still takes a moment to ask, turning to the older woman beside her during a brief break between patients, peeling off a bloody glove to pin back a long strand of her hair that had come undone from her braid and fallen into her face, adjusting apron and skirts before she moved automatically to arrange her remaining potions and bandages.]